I Really Don't Want to Be the Protagonist

Using true energy to close and lock the door of the office, Shi Qinghai didn't care about her, and just rushed towards Yang Xiaoran's hungry tiger.

"what"

Immediately, the bodies of the two fell on the desk together, and the things that Yang Xiaoran had sorted out with great difficulty were all messed up again.

It's just that Yang Xiaoran at this time has already ignored these things.

after an hour.

As the saying goes, a small farewell is better than a newlywed, and Shi Qinghai and Yang Xiaoran tormented the dignified and tidy office in an instant, as if it had been destroyed by several huskies.

It's also fortunate that Shi Qinghai had another room in the office back then, otherwise, with the clothes they are wearing now, they would definitely be called a couple when they go out.

Of course, back then Shi Qinghai built this room for better office work, he was a workaholic, but now Shi Qinghai is for better enjoyment.

Yes, just enjoy!

Life is alive, only a few dozen years, why not do what you want?

There is a string of the same o-made skirts in the closet of the room, which can prevent Yang Xiaoran from being embarrassed because of the clothes.

This was arranged by Shi Qinghai, otherwise every time he did something, he would have to look forward and backward, for fear of tearing this dress or getting that silk stocking dirty, which would greatly reduce the fun between the two of them.

At this time, Shi Qinghai was complacent about his original decision.

"Xiao Ran, what's going on with you? Got scratched?"

Suddenly, Shi Qinghai noticed that there was a clear scar on Yang Xiaoran's fair calf, like a little centipede, and it seemed that it had been a while.

Yang Xiaoran pursed her lips, and said shyly, "Before I drove an electric car to work, I turned on the wrong turn signal, and was hit by a car."

A black line flashed across Shi Qinghai's forehead, how could he turn on the wrong turn signal when he turned on the electric car?

"Then what happened later, is there anything else going on with your body?"

Shi Qinghai checked Yang Xiaoran's body with zhenqi, seeing that there was nothing serious, so he was slightly relieved.

Yang Xiaoran shook her head and said: "It's okay, the owner of the car gave me 200 yuan as compensation, I haven't asked for it yet, it's just an ordinary scratch, and then I took half a day off to go to the hospital by myself, just a few stitches will be fine. "

Shi Qinghai only felt a pain in her heart, the little secretary was too considerate of herself, she didn't tell herself when such a thing happened, if she didn't find out this time, she probably wouldn't have said a word.

"If you get hurt in the future, tell me right away, and I'll take you to the best doctor for treatment, otherwise you'll be left with a long scar like now, won't you feel uncomfortable?"

Yang Xiaoran leaned her head on Shi Qinghai's shoulder, her eyes flickered: "Will our president mind?"

Shi Qinghai pinched her face: "I really mind, I really mind, I don't like you anymore."

"woooooo"

Yang Xiaoran buried her head in Shi Qinghai's arms, whimpering as she was being bullied.

After a while, Yang Xiaoran's body completely disappeared under the quilt.

A look of comfort appeared on Shi Qinghai's face.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Shi Qinghai used his domineering zhenqi to clean up the original clutter in the room, and opened a floor-to-ceiling window outside the office to allow the entire office to be completely ventilated and eliminate some strange smells.

Recalling the content of Yanhuang medical skills in his mind, Shi Qinghai already had some ideas in his heart.

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Dzogchen's Yanhuang medical skills have actually involved some refining methods of medicinal pills.

The so-called medicine pill, to be exaggerated, is like the elixir that I have seen in TV dramas before, but its effect is far from exaggerated, but compared to ordinary Chinese patent medicine or Western medicine, it is powerful enough.

After a while, the two of them took a shower in the bathroom and came out to put on their clothes.

"Did Vice President Lin come to work today?" Shi Qinghai asked in front of the mirror, putting on his tie and arranging his hair.

Yang Xiaoran just came out of the bathroom, wrapped her hair in a big towel, and said, "Yes, during the period when the president didn't come to work, Boss Lin came to work every day."

Shi Qinghai couldn't help smiling: "At his age, it's hard for him."

Picking up the phone, Shi Qinghai called.

"Uncle Lin? Come down to my office."

Lin Fenglin froze for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "Okay."

In fact, he had almost dealt with what happened last night. The reason why he didn't call Shi Qinghai immediately was because he was worried that Shi Qinghai was resting now, and a rash call would affect Shi Qinghai's rest.

Since the second half of the year, in Lin Fenglin's heart, Shi Qinghai has gradually lost the impression of the workaholic at the beginning. Now Shi Qinghai is more calm after the struggle. It can also be said that making money is no longer He's on target.

Lin Fenglin was not a scholar, he thought that his ideological realm was not on the same level as Shi Qinghai's, so he didn't speculate on Shi Qinghai's thoughts.

Getting up, Lin Fenglin walked quickly to the door, and when he was about to go out, he turned back again, arranged his appearance in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, and then hurried up.

A minute later, Lin Fenglin knocked on the office door.

At this time, Yang Xiaoran was still shaking Shi Qinghai's arm and asked him why he could clean up the office in an instant. When she heard the heavy knock on the door, she trembled in fright, and hurried away from Shi Qinghai's lap. His face quickly returned to seriousness, and he walked to the door and opened it for Lin Fenglin.

"Hello, President Lin."

Lin Fenglin looked at the blush on Yang Xiaoran's face that had not completely faded, smiled and nodded at Yang Xiaoran calmly, and then walked into the office.

"President."

Lin Fenglin bowed slightly towards Shi Qinghai,